Sun Tzu said, "Know yourself and your enemy and you can fight a hundred battles without danger. Danger, danger, failure." Ferran asked the team members to observe the strength of the mice, just to let them know the enemy in the fight, so that even if they cannot defeat the opponent, it is still good to make a peace.
Although the team members knew about Faerun's painstaking efforts, such exercises were too painful and boring, and it was simply more uncomfortable than asking them to go to the wild for training.
"Fei SIR, can you teach me something practical?"
"This is the most practical thing, keep practicing!" After saying this, Feilun turned around and left, not even thinking about testing their practice results.
It is said that no heavy hammer is needed to play drums. If these team members cannot practice well, they can be sent back to their original units. The emergency team does not raise waste.
Wan Chai, Zhengxing Club sitting meeting.
"Hello, Mr. Hong!"
"Uncle Hong!"
Jiang Hong, who finally entered the hall, waved his hand casually and said: "Everyone, please take a seat!"
After everyone sat down in the hall, Jiang Hong glanced at Yan Xingnan who was standing down and said indifferently: "Ananzi, you should know what I mean by holding this meeting today, right?"
Yan Xingnan pretended to be stupid and said, "Uncle Hong, please clarify!"
He didn't call him Master Hong like others, but Uncle Hong. This alone showed how senior Yan Xingnan was in Zhengxing Society. But in the eyes of Jiang Hong, who was unhappy, Yan Xingnan wanted to rely on his old age to sell himself off.
But before Jiang Hong could say anything, Tank, who had a very hot temper, scolded his mother: "Fuck, now the police are trying their best to attack us, leaving everyone without food. Anan, don't tell me you don't know anything."
Yan Xingnan pushed back and said: "What do I know? I am also wondering why the police are attacking us."
Brother Fanzi, who always wore the same pair of pants as Tank, heard this and immediately jumped up and scolded: "Anan, I picked on your mother, and now it has spread all over the world. You ordered your men to go to the hospital to cause trouble, and you also killed a terminally ill Ah.
Bo pushed downstairs, which is why the police raided our place!"
"Fanzai, why don't I know what you're talking about?" Yan Xingnan sneered, "Did you make it up yourself?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Fan Zai's two leading horses jumped up, pointed their guns at Yan Xingnan and said, "Fuck, what the hell did you say?"
"Crack!"
Yan Xingnan's face darkened, he slammed the table, and scolded: "Do you think I don't have a gun?" As soon as he finished speaking, several of the boys sitting against the wall behind him jumped up, pointed their guns at Fan Zai and his
Two men.
Now the tank stopped working, he slapped the table and said, "More than guns?" As he said that, his horsemen also took out their guns and pointed them at Yan Xingnan and his men.
Everyone else sitting in the hall had their own interests. Seeing this posture, they knew that if the gun went off, it would be a chaotic battle, so they asked their men to draw their firearms to guard against accidents. The whole venue suddenly became tense.
"What are you making a fuss about, the Prime Minister of the Six Kingdoms?" Jiang Hong shouted loudly, "I'm not dead yet, put away your guns!"
The people sitting there looked at each other, then hesitantly signaled to his subordinates to put away their guns and take their seats again.
At this time, Jiang Hong said: "Ananzi, this time the police are sweeping our place with all their strength. Everyone knows what is going on. It is useless to argue about some things. It is better to be calm and admit when you are wrong!"
"OK, Uncle Hong, you are the elder. I will listen to you no matter what you say!" When things got to this point, Yan Xingnan couldn't even think about becoming a bachelor.
"Well, from now on, you hand over all the places in your hands and Ake will take care of it for the time being!" Jiang Hong looked at Yan Xingnan and said, "Do you have any objections?"
"Yes, why not! I handed over the place to Brother Ke, so what do so many of my brothers eat?" Yan Xingnan's face was quite ugly, "Besides, Brother Ke is in charge of money, so I asked him to be on the front line.
Kill him, can he do it?"
Ake, who was responsible for managing the property of Zhengxing Society, said with a sinister smile: "Anan, you don't need to worry about this. In short, I will just do whatever Master Hong tells me!" As soon as he said this, he was equivalent to defeating Yan Xingnan's army.
Yan Xingnan finally couldn't hold his breath anymore, stood up and said: "In that case, there is no need to drive any further now, let's go!" After saying that, he waved his hand and led his men out of the hall, even before leaving.
He didn't even say hello to Jiang Hong, completely treating him like nothing.
"Fuck, Anan is getting more and more presumptuous now. He doesn't even take Mr. Hong seriously!" Although Fan Zai is on good terms with Tank, he has never been very fond of Jiang Hong, so as soon as Yan Xingnan left, he started yelling.
, it was obvious that Jiang Hong was losing face.
The other people sitting in the hall just pretended not to hear, and eight out of ten of them had a sneer in their eyes.
Having a clear view of everyone's expressions, Jiang Hong's face became more and more sinister, and he yelled: "The meeting is dismissed!" With that, he left the hall first.
On the way back to Shawan Villa, Feilun called Zhixuan and asked her to come over.
Although Fei Lun promised Qiao Lengdie to help her father avenge her, her top priority in the past few days has been her father's funeral, so naturally she came to Zhixuan for this matter.
When Feilun drove back to Shawan, he found that Zhixuan had already arrived, and Qiao Lengdie was pulling her to ask questions, acting like a fan.
"What, you two know each other?"
"We just met, but my father is a religious man. I have heard the name of Master Zhixuan from him a long time ago." After Qiao Lengdie said this, he asked again, "Alan, please invite Master Zhixuan to come over. Should I
It’s not like…”
"Although your father's body is still in the forensic department, the funeral must be prepared, right?" Feilun said with a matter-of-fact expression, "I invited Zhixuan here just to discuss this matter with her!"
Zhixuan felt somewhat helpless when she heard this. She never did anything for nothing, but facing Fei Lun's domineering attitude, she could only swallow her anger. After thinking about it, she felt something was wrong between Fei Qiao and Fei Qiao.
In Zhixuan's view, Feilun is kind on the surface, but in fact he is very chauvinistic and always speaks the truth on major matters. Why would he look down on Qiao Lengdie, a virgin who appeared out of nowhere?
He personally held the elder's funeral for her.
In terms of beauty, Qiao Lengdie is not the most outstanding woman Zhixuan has ever seen. She feels that Feilun's taste should not be so low, but maybe, after all, it is common for everyone to have their own preferences for turnips and vegetables.
No matter how slanderous Zhixuan was in her mind, her face was always as calm as a fairy, showing no expression. On the other hand, Qiao Lengdie was overjoyed when she heard that Feilun planned to let Zhixuan preside over her father's funeral, but she felt that Feilun was too
I will think about others.
At this time, Qiao Lengdie, who had the attributes of a "filial daughter", didn't even think about Feilun's purpose of doing this. She just wanted her father's funeral to be glorious, so that she could have a talk with her mother when she got there.
Quiet room.
Feilun helped Zhixuan finish suppressing the life and death talisman in his body, and said: "Okay, I should be able to control it for three months this time, but Qiao Lengdie's father's funeral requires you to put more thought into it."
When the two of them were alone, Zhixuan rarely showed his daughter-like attitude and pouted: "I don't do nothing for nothing."
"I'm not asking you to do nothing, I'm just asking you to preside over it." Feilun said without hesitation, "Don't worry, money is not an issue."
"It's not about money." Zhixuan said, "I'm considered a leader in this industry, but I can't escape from being carried by the person carrying the sedan chair. I have to leave a mouthful of soup for others to drink. This is a waste of time."
Fei Luncan smiled and said: "You said it's not about money, but it's all about money! Even if you can earn 100 million (Hong Kong dollars) a year, I will pay you eighty years' worth of money in one go.
100 million US dollars, this is enough, right? From now on you can just enjoy the blessings."
Zhixuan was stunned when he heard this, and then asked: "No, even if I don't tell people's fortunes, I will still starve to death, but why on earth do you look at Qiao Lengdie with admiration?"
Feilun glanced at her sideways and said coldly: "If you want to live a long life, you'd better ask less about this kind of thing!"
Zhixuan Ji Lingling shuddered, knowing that she had said the wrong thing.
Seeing that she was a little scared, Feilun waved his hand and said, "Okay, okay, I have other things to ask you."
Zhixuan felt slightly relieved and immediately returned to normal, saying calmly: "Please tell me!"
Fei Lun tilted his head and looked at her for a few times, and said: "You are equipped with authentic Xuanmen Kung Fu, and your self-cultivation is very good."
"Thank you for the compliment, let's get down to business!" Zhixuan had long known that Faerun had extraordinary eyesight, so he was not surprised by his compliment.
"Since you have Xuanmen Kung Fu and are a fortune teller, you must know a lot of secrets about the world." Feilun said eloquently, "I wonder if you have ever heard of some kind of evil Kung Fu that can absorb Yin Qi from a human body through the air.
?”
"What?!" Zhixuan Hua's face turned pale, and her expression was even more horrified than what she just said wrongly, "Where did you hear about this kind of Kung Fu?"
Feilun said indifferently: "Tell me what you know first."
What I have to say is that although Feilun has seen a lot of skills in the reincarnation space, there are countless amazing skills and skills in the world, and there are always things he doesn't know, so it may not be a bad thing to ask more.
Zhixuan's surprise disappeared as quickly as it came, and he suddenly returned to normal and said: "As far as I know, there is an evil skill that is very similar to what you described. This skill is called the Yin Eclipse Skill, which specializes in absorbing women's Yin Qi from a distance.
The distance can reach tens to hundreds of miles."
"Is there any limit to this skill?" Fearon asked.
"As far as I know, there are two limitations to this skill!" Zhixuan said, "First of all, when it absorbs Yin energy, the woman must fall asleep. If she is awake, unless the two phases are in harmony, she will not be able to do it.
It is possible to absorb yin energy; secondly, there must be a medium to absorb it from a distance. As for what the medium is, it must be consistent with the five elements in the body of the person who practices evil arts."
After listening to these words, Fearon was thoughtful.
Zhixuan asked: "You haven't told me yet, where did you know the Yin Eclipse Kung Fu?"
"There was a case two days ago, where a woman died mysteriously in her sleep." Fei Lun did not mince words, "I have looked carefully and it seems that she died of escaping from the yin. It is very similar to the Yin Eclipse Kung Fu you mentioned!"
A hint of shock flashed through Zhi Xuanmei's eyes, and then she remembered something, a rare smile appeared on her lips, and said: "I guess you already have a clue about this case, right?"
Feilun shrugged and said: "I don't have a clue yet, just take it one step at a time!"... (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)